I think you already know the answer to whether the wilting flowers mean something. Maybe the real question is what you're going to do about it.
The danger of loving blindly.
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I think you already know the answer to whether the wilting flowers mean something. Maybe the real question is what you're going to do about it.
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How does love work? It overloads our central nervous system, shortness of breath, hot body, dilated pupils. "Fight or flight."
Darling, don't do this to me. I'm as fragile to love as a decaying bone.
Darling, darling, darling, don't do this to me. I'm as weak to love as a decaying bone.
When are we going to talk about love? When are we going to reach this conclusion, or are you still confused?
The roses I gave you are wilting, that must be a sign. But why do you act like this with me? I fall apart like a jigsaw puzzle.
Darling, don't do this to me. I'm as weak to love as a decaying bone.
But I want to know: speaking to you, how does your love work? Through touches? Hugs? Protection?
Darling, darling, don't do this to me. I'm as weak to love as a decaying bone.
How does love work? It overloads our central nervous system, shortness of breath, hot body, dilated pupils. "Fight or flight"?
Or something good and protective?
Your roses are wilting, and perhaps it's a sign. The rosemary I gave you also died. Enough trying to decipher it. We know what will happen now.
But why? Why do you act like this? I fall apart like a puzzle.
Your roses are wilting and the rosemary I gave you died. We already know what that means.
The danger of loving blindly
Judson Kaique, July 31, 2026
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The repetition of calling them darling while saying don't do this - that's the whole dynamic right there, isn't it
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The image of being fragile as a decaying bone - do you feel that way about yourself, or is that how this person makes you feel?
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I think you already know the answer to whether the wilting flowers mean something. Maybe the real question is what you're going to do about it.
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That part about your central nervous system overloading - describing love like a threat response is so accurate when it's the wrong kind
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When you ask if their love works through touches or protection - what answer would actually feel safe to you right now?
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The whole thing about falling apart like a puzzle while asking how their love works - that's exactly the feeling of being unraveled by someone
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The repeating "darling, don't do this to me" - that sounds like something you've had to say more than once
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The roses wilting and the rosemary dying - are those things that actually happened, or are they what you're afraid will happen?
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How does love work? It overloads our central nervous system, shortness of breath, hot body, dilated pupils. "Fight or flight."